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"The Band"Written By: t-shirt Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are
copyright to Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties.
I make no money with this fic. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: AU/Romance, Angst, fluff, mention of
the inappropriate fondling of a minor (brief/past incident), sap,
my corky humor , ^_^ Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5x????? Oh my! Summary: Hiiro and Duo discover the road to success
is sometimes as easy as simply following your heart. "The Band" Ch 6
Duo smiled rubbing his loose, wet hair with the towel, its dark chestnut tendrils baring a stark contrast to the white terry as they swooped and draped all along his half naked body as he was wearing a pair of white, low slung pajama bottoms. ‘Window or wall?’ the long haired boy asked softly turning to the mirror. ‘………..’ Duo turned back to face his speechless companion with a curious wrinkle in his brow. ‘Which do you prefer?’ ‘What?’ Hiiro asked, his voice coming out in a dry whispered. ‘We haven’t slept together since we were kids,’ Duo chuckled sitting on the edge of the bed. ‘You used to like the window side but...?’ He left the question open leaning over, his hand splaying across the soft sheets, his damp hair spilling in pools like dark wine around his thin hips as he smiled gently at his mesmerized roomy. ‘Ho’boy,’ Hiiro breathed softly not realizing he’d said it out loud until Duo chuckled again. ‘Maybe I should sleep on the couch,’ he sighed running a shaking hand through his dark chocolate locks. ‘Why?’ Duo asked sliding his hand across the sheet until his body lay along their stark white purity as he gazed softly up at the Japanese boy with those boundless violet eyes. ‘Jesus,’ Hiiro gasped looking for a place to sit and not finding one. ‘What?’ Duo asked lifting his head curiously. ‘You are soo damn beautiful,’ Hiiro told him without preamble. ‘I really don’t think I can do this and still restrain myself,’ he said honestly feeling his will crumbling with every passing moment. ‘Well,’ Duo sighed laying his head back down. ‘I’m not really asking you to am I?’ ‘Are you serious?’ Hiiro asked feeling a sudden rush of clarity race through his veins, the sheer power of his purpose narrowing his entire world down to one fine point that was hopelessly overflowing with nothing but Duo. ‘I dunno,’ Duo shrugged. ‘I guess if I don’t like it we can always find other ways,’ he offered shyly. ‘You’ll like it,’ Hiiro told him kneeling on the bed beside him, Duo’s expression washing with fear, excitement, anxiety and desire all at the same time as the Japanese boy bent to kiss him deeply, his body folding into him, his warmth overtaking him as they settled together like two drops of summer rain. They were both fighting for breath by the time they surfaced for air and Hiiro added in a heated rush ‘I’ll make sure of it,’ before proving to the gasping boy that he meant every word. He took his time, there was no need to hurry and he wanted Duo’s first time, their first time to be as perfect as the love he felt in his heart. It was a long time before he allowed himself to even begin preparing his new lover for what was to come as he was just so damn into the way Duo felt in his arms, his lustful reactions and pleading driving him to the brink of insanity. He just never wanted it to end, this purity, this moment that would never be again, the moment they gave themselves to each other for the first time, the last time he would ever hold his beautiful virgin in his arms but as they say, all good things must come to an end. Only this could open the door to even more lovely things to come. J’s presents came in very handy though he didn’t bother with the condoms. Duo was his lover and he Duo’s; this is how it would always be so he saw no reason to worry with barriers. The lube on the other hand was empty before dawn and Duo had added a few new words to his vocabulary. No was not one of them. ‘How come I never knew about this prostrate thing before?’ Duo asked giggling drunkenly in the predawn light as Hiiro flipped his ear with his finger and pulled him tighter. ‘Because you don’t pay attention in biology,’ his lover replied. ‘Well, I’m damn glad you do,’ Duo laughed snuggling closer. ‘We’re going to need some more of this stuff,’ he giggled holding up the empty tube of lube. ‘I’ll see if they have it in gallons,’ Hiiro teased. ‘UnnnnGGG!’ Duo groaned rolling over to slap the alarm as it went off. Hiiro just laughed at him. ‘Damn,’ the long haired boy breathed. ‘It’s morning already?’ he mused looking out the window at the brightening sky. ‘Shit… you brute!’ he teased twisting Hiiro’s nipple and making him gasp and giggle and snatch him in for a kiss which quickly turned into something less playful and Duo found himself on his back again groaning happily. ‘Son of a bitch,’ Hiiro breathed laying his weight on him as he snuggled his neck and nibbled his jaw. ‘I can’t believe I still want more of you,’ he chuckled. ‘You can’t?’ Duo laughed raising his hips into Hiiro’s and causing his already returning desire to strengthen. ‘I do believe you,’ he said pecking a kiss on his lips, ‘are a masochist,’ he grinned. ‘So?’ Duo grinned back slowly spreading his legs. ‘Spoil me,’ he smiled suggestively so that’s just what Hiiro did. It was well past noon before they opened their eyes and the guilt over hearing their band out in the garage rehearsing without them prompted them to roll out of bed. A quick shower which they took separately to... ahem... save time... and they were ready to join their friends. Breakfast had been left on the kitchen table for them, cereal bars, power aide and a bottle of iron pills to which was taped the name of a local supplier of the `special supplies` they would need. Duo just about choked on his cereal bar when he realized what it was. ‘Thanks J... umm. Pop!?’ he chuckled raising a quizzical brow at Hiiro. ‘I dunno,’ the Japanese boy shrugged. ‘I just call him J,’ he smiled guiding his new lover out the door. ‘Later J!’ Duo laughed giggling madly when Hiiro poked him in the ribs to get him out the door as a comical grunt sounded somewhere in the house. ‘Good Morning!’ Quatre beamed the moment they stepped into the dimly lit garage. ‘Mornin!’ Hiiro returned happily absently resting his hands on Duo’s hips as he stood behind him and grinned like an idiot at the smiling faces of their friends. ‘Sleep well?’ Trowa sniggered deepening the blush on Duo’s face. ‘Sleep at all?’ Wufei added under his breath spurring everyone into laughing out loud while Duo batted him in the head with a rag. ‘You’re just jealous ‘cause you’re not getting any!’ the long haired boy teased. ‘Who says I’m not getting any?’ Wufei grinned laughing at his astonished expression. ‘We have four hours to get this show perfected, gentlemen,’ Quatre interjected bringing the playful banter to an end. The day went by quickly like a light breeze on a summer’s day. Everything just seemed to fall so easily into place, even when Duo called lunch and took an hour out to go talk to Father about Cliff. The old priest couldn’t tell him anything specific of course but he did derive from the conversation that both Cliff and his adopted father had been in counseling for a very long time. From what Father told him he got the feeling whatever went on between the two wasn’t completely non-consensual on the boy’s part, much like what Duo recalled himself allowing the man to do long ago. He could still remember how much love and affection he’d felt from the guy which was the only reason he’d let it happen in the first place. It was wrong, he knew that but apparently they were already taking the steps necessary to heal and Duo’s long silence on the matter hadn’t been an issue after all. On the brighter side of the equation his animosity towards the boy had all but vanished the moment he figured out that everything he had ever teased him about had been a lie. He just couldn’t find it in himself to be angry over any of it anymore, it was a very liberating feeling that he shared with Hiiro in a secluded niche along the back of the garage until Wufei turned the hose on them. They took a long break to rest their voices, fingers and toes for dinner, which was generously provided by J. Asian take out! Yum! And not too heavy either which was good because the energy level crackling between the five-some was already reaching dangerous proportions. It had become unnecessary for the couples in the group to really connect on a physical plain in order to share themselves with their partners but they were doing a lot of it anyway. Trowa’s arm seemed to be glued securely to Quatre’s body in some form or another and Duo was spending most of his time casually draped over, sitting on or otherwise affiliated with Hiiro’s in the last short moments before the show. Jo hadn’t shown up but that wasn’t uncommon and since he... she... whatever… had promised a scouts presence they weren’t all that surprised not to see him... er... her, The show went off without a hitch even though the crowd had swelled to ungodly proportions since their debut performance had spread their name far and wide. The club was filled way past capacity bringing out both the police and the local national guard to ensure everyone’s safety. To put it in a nutshell it was seriously nuts and Duo was dead center sucking up all the energy the crowd could dish out, amplifying it and pouring it right back out to them. They ended up doing Just Communication twice because the crowd was threatening to overtake the stage if they didn’t give an encore. By the end of the second set the authorities had things under control again, at least off stage anyway. On stage the power of the night surged through Duo’s veins inspiring him to jump into Hiiro’s arms and kiss him right there in front of god and everyone. Hiiro didn’t appear to mind one little bit, however going as far as to carry him off the stage and straight into Jo’s office without ever letting him down. They left the crowd in a tumultuous fit stomping their feet in time and screaming for more. Quatre and Trowa had joined in on the whole make out idea by the time they were all secured inside the little office but they were soon interrupted when Jo joined them with Treize and another man with dark hair and black, horned rimmed glasses who’s brown eyes were sparkling with glee and excitement in his wake. ‘HI!’ the unknown man barked over the den before the door could even shut. ‘You boy’s are great! Oh .. I’m Taylor Brown… Midway Entertainment,’ he introduced himself shaking Quatre’s hand since he was the first to offer. ‘Man! Milliardo told me you guys were good but I gotta say…’ ‘Who?’ Duo asked. ‘Milliardo,’ the man smiled indicating Jo who just grinned at their sardonic expressions. ‘So what’dya say? You boy’s wanna come to city and cut a CD? I can leave you a contract tonight and…’ ‘Sure!’ Quatre chirped jumping happily into Trowa’s lap as Hiiro pulled Duo a little tighter back against him. ‘Great!’ Brown smiled. ‘Listen,’ he added eyeing the closeness between the boys. ‘No offense but the boy/boy thing is really a bit retro right now,’ he told them bringing a frown to five young faces. ‘Ya know? Personally I wouldn’t mind jumping in that pot with ya sometime but image is everything, right? So we need to keep a lid on it,’ he smiled as the temperature in the room suddenly dropped. ‘Tonight wasn’t good in that respect but there are plenty of hot little groupies out there to choose from,’ he suggested. ‘Just get yourselves seen groping or kissing one of them and things’ll be back on track,’ he smiled clapping his hands together in finality. ‘Get out,’ Hiiro said evenly pulling Duo tighter yet. ‘Oh, come on,’ the man sighed. ‘This is your big chance! Do whatever you like behind closed doors,’ he went on. ‘It’s just for images sake,’ he reasoned. ‘He doesn’t usually say things twice,’ Duo warned gripping Hiiro’s hand as he tried to slip it from around his waist and rise. ‘Are you sure?’ Treize asked stepping in. ‘We are who we are,’ Quatre offered evenly snuggling up to Trowa. ‘Yeah,’ Wufei smiled almost in an evil manor, his black eyes flashing maliciously. ‘Besides… it’s not like we don’t have... other options,’ he grinned flashing an indescribable glance at Zechs, er… Jo… or Milliardo? whose lips slowly curled in response. ‘Well then,’ the ginger hared man breathed clapping Brown on the shoulder. ‘Thank you for your time, Mr. Brown,’ he said ushering the speechless man out the door. ‘What other options?’ Duo asked the moment it closed. ‘I have an alternative offer that might interest you,’ Treize smiled stepping between Zechs and Wufei, his hand slithering out with an inhuman grace to pull the clip out of Zechs long, platinum hair. He smiled as the man nuzzled his hand when he laced his fingers into the back of it slowly tightening his grip… ‘Ahem.’ ‘I could offer you a contract,’ Treize said without taking his eyes off the other mans ice blue eyes. ‘Doing what?’ Quatre asked nervously. ‘Scores for my films for one,’ he replied turning his attention away though he didn’t let go, the weight of his arm slowly pulling the man beside him down to his knees. Zechs did nothing but obey and the others did nothing but their best to ignore this odd behavior. ‘There is also an opportunity for some studio work of your own,’ he told them. ‘The possibilities are endless,’ he said, his slender eyes rolling slowly over to where Wufei was grinning at him. ‘We could stay in school,’ Quatre smiled hugging Trowa’s neck. ‘We could live at home,’ Duo grinned doing the same to Hiiro. ‘And your private lives,’ Treize added lifting his hand to the side of Wufei’s head, ‘Would stay…’ he grinned as he boy’s black eyes flashed as he moved his palm slowly down his side slipping it methodically around the curvature of his ass as he added, ‘…private.’ Wufei grimaced at whatever he’d done squeezing his eyes shut painfully but he didn’t move or try to pull away. In fact, when he opened them again they were smoldering like ebony coals. ‘You dog!’ Trowa chortled, the entire company laughing comfortably as he Chinese boy turned to face them and simply said. ‘Rrruff’ owari :)
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